After divorce, Ex-wife Revealed Identities novel Chapter 267

The next day, Brayden called Franklin.

Brayden asked Franklin and Sylvia to take the barbecue tools and go out for a picnic.

To his surprise, Franklin said he was sick in the hospital.

Brayden thought it was unbelievable.

"My goodness. You are almost the fittest man I've known, but you actually fall ill! What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing serious. I should be fine in a few days."

Franklin's voice was cold but weak, and his voice was so low that it seemed to come from deep in his throat.

He was decisive and dominant in the world of business, but now, he pained for Sylvia.

Hearing Franklin's voice, Brayden intuited that it wasn't as simple as Franklin said. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"You don't have to worry about me. Just have fun."

After Franklin finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Brayden looked at the phone screen and frowned.

He wondered what happened to Franklin.

He felt as if something serious happened.

However, before Brayden could think much about it, Mrs. Wright urged him to go out.

"Brayden, are you ready?"

"Oh, yes."

Apart from Franklin, who was Brayden's good chum, Brayden also had some other friends.

He called them and asked them to go with their girlfriends. Very soon, they set off in a big way for the suburbs.

It was sunny but not hot, so it was a great day to go on a tour.

When they arrived at a scenic spot by the lake, they got out of the cars.

After finding a place with a nice view, they started preparing for an outdoor barbecue.

Jenna, dressed in a pink T-shirt and pink pants, looked like a Barbie doll.

A blue mask, which covered her face, revealed only a pair of dark and bright eyes.

The others all wondered what she looked like without the mask.

Jenna followed Brayden in silence. When she saw the others get off the cars, she was subconsciously a little nervous.

Her heart pounded through her chest.

She used to be a bit socially awkward and afraid of crowds.

Now disfigured, she became more faint-hearted.

As a result, her little face behind the mask turned a little pale.

She couldn't help but want to hide behind Brayden.

Brayden looked at Jenna, who looked very uneasy for some reason and said, "Don't be afraid. They are all friends."

"Brayden, what makes you so attentive and gentle?"

A voice interrupted Brayden and Jenna.

Jenna's eyes were wide open as she looked at the speaker.

It was a man of about thirty years old dressed in designer clothes, according to which he must be a rich gentry.

"Let me introduce her to you. This is Jenna Shepherd, my good friend. I treat her as my sister. You need to show some respect." Brayden raised his eyebrows and showed Jenna to the crowd.

Jenna bit her lower lip to death, not daring to look up at the others.